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Immortality: Rin x Reader (Ik he’s not really immortal, but he is in this story, since you know, son of Satan and all that xD) He knew he’d live longer than everyone else. Longer than Shiemi, longer than Bon, even longer than Yukio. That made him sad, watching everyone else grow older without him. Even [Y/n] was older than him now, the twelve year old girl he’d met when he was eighteen. She was already a talented Esquire, close to becoming either a Knight, Doctor, and/or Tamer. Once he reached the age of twenty three, he’d stopped aging, trapped in his youth forever. Sure, he could be killed on any of the infinite mi

   Rin wanted you all by himself. He loved how you blush at everything and anything. He loved you from head to toe. He wanted you, he would do anything to have you by his side. He wanted to feel every curve on your body, and kiss your beautiful, soft lips. He would even keep you in a cage, and embrace your very existence. (Y/N) POV  "Why did I have to exchange schools", you thought to yourself. You were outside your classroom when Yukio sensei was about to introduce you. "I hate locating to a new school, it`s embarrassing", you muttered to yourself. You hear Yukio sensei calling for you to come into the classroom and introduce yourself. You

"I'm gonna die an old, lonely lady. . ." Rin's ears perked up as he heard your bleak tone. He pulled his gaze away from his half-eaten lunch to try and meet your far-away gaze. Turning to see what had caught your attention, the blue-haired male saw couples of all kinds smiling. Some kissed simply - just innocent pecks on the check and forehead. Others were more forward, a few bolder people were having make out sessions behind trees and buildings. Rin swallowed and spoke. "What do you mean? You've got friends, right? So you won't be alone." "Not that kind of alone, Rin. I'll never be alone like that! I mean. . . . Romantically." You said, w

Locked up in her room.    That's where [Name] would spend the rest of her day if she had nothing else to do. The depressed seventeen year-old would hide under her gray blanket and weep, making her eyes red. But, for her friend's sake, she plastered a smile on her face and kept happy. She couldn't afford to trouble them. Her [h/c] hair was a tangled mess and the little amount of mascara she would put on was ruined by the streams of tears that would escape her [e/c] orbs.    The picture of her father had fallen from the edge of her desk when she groggily pulled herself out of her bed and roughly bumped into the wooden furniture. [Name] curs

When you awaken, you're surprised to feel Len's arms wrapped around you in an affectionate embrace. "Len," you murmur. "Len, what time is it?" You hear an obnoxious yawn and the arms slowly retract before wrapping around you once again. "Its seven, go back to sleep." "Seven?!?" You bolt up only to have Len roll on top of you. He pins your arms at your side and pouts like a little lost puppy. "Don't leave," he says. "Let's just stay in here for a day..." He buries his hand into your hair and starts humming "I like you, I love you" in your ear. You sigh and run your hand along his spine. He shivers and his shoulders tense. "We're going to

You were planning a sleepover with your best friend Gou. You were preparing everything, getting the pullout couch and snacks ready. You quickly check the news, major storm clouds were coming in the from the West. You weren't into storms, least you forget blackouts, or thunderstorms, or both together! You were about to have a little panic attack due to the nervousness, but you received a phone call from Gou. “Hey _____, can I ask you something?” “Sure ask away Kou.” You said remembering how she hates it when you pronounce her actual name. “My mom won’t let me come over unless I bring Rin, um, do you mind?

Roronoa Zoro x Reader  [Soulmate!AU] Soulmate!AU where you experience the pain that your soulmate feels It wasn't easy being his soulmate. He was boorish; horridly uncouth and had a terrible sense of direction. It didn't matter that there was a single straight path in front of him because he'd still get lost and refuse to admit it. None of that bothered you though. If anything, it made him all the more endearing. An intimidating swordsman; first mate of the Straw Hat Pirates, being bested by a map and compass. But ever since he met you, it wasn't a problem he'd often face. Each time the Thousand Sunny anchored at an island and the crew made

You were walking the hallways of the large school and on your way to see your boyfriend...... Sasuke Uchiha. Sure he's too full of himself because his father owns a large company, and he can be stubborn sometimes, but he always had a soft spot for you. The two of you had been friends since birth not just friends but best friends. He took a liking to you since you never squealed over him or were just after his money like most of the girls around him. You liked him because even though he would act all tough and cool he would have a soft spot for you and would always somehow show it to you, you didn't care about his money... like others did... y

        The loud cracks of thunder filled the entire house while flashes of light beamed through the windows. Fear pricked at every last nerve in your body. A horrible storm was stirring outside while your boyfriend, Sasuke, was out with his friends doing GOD KNOWS WHAT while you were stuck home alone while the electricity was out.        Come on Sasuke, you thought worried as you attempted to call his cell for the 5th time. Once again, the line went straight to voicemail. Like you did each time, you left a short message pleading for him to call back or just head home soon.        With a heavy sigh you dropped your phone, in hand, onto your

♫ All your insecurities, all your dirty laundry... ♫ [Name] watched with her heart tied in a noose as Sasuke Uchiha stood on a cliff that overlooked the breaking ocean waves, and wept silently. She could never know the thoughts that coursed through his head like an angry rivers current. She could never understand the pain that pulsated in his chest every time he opened his eyes. She could never tell him that she knew how he felt. Because she didn't. She didn't see all the horrors of his life, or know the things first hand that crafted him into the man he was today. The [e/c] eyed woman pressed her lids together and turned away,